Goldust

Network

Goldust


Prey to your god, 
So sinister, yet so commonplace... Subconscious network 

The Erie light you worship so readily 
Peer in your eyes, in your mind. 

Used you as your own enemy... 
Fixate on its gloried role. 

Profiled and led away, from the truth, like many fools 
Some hope of a way to brake its glare 

Masses steered by fabricated thoughts, societies wet dream and its goals, 
Societies wet dream, 

A long forgotten past, 
Replaced by what is "now", 
Reeling out of control, growing, 
Finite possibilities lay in wait.